(before you start a war) you better know what you’re fighting for
fandom: exo
pairing: no pairing so far, soon-to-be-enemy!sulay
genre: crack. crack. crack.
wc: >600 words of nonsense
disclaimer: they own themselves
warning: lapslock yo. 100% unbetaed. AU.
obviously this is never happened. obviously lay isn’t a xiuhan shipper or such. maybe.
yixing sighed happily as luhan’s arm snaked strategically around xiumin’s waist. the slightly shorter man gave a blinding smile to luhan for 0,001 millisecond, and yixing twisted hard the material of the purple baodeer t-shirt he wear, trying to keep himself from fainting due the lack of oxygen.
get a grip zhang yixing. he reminded himself. xiumin and luhan formed a heart with their hands. yixing started hyperventilating. cute. cute. cute.
it was chanyeol’s turn to introduce himself, so yixing pressed the stop button on his camera, and checked the xiuhan’s moment that he successfully record. he took several photos of his camera’s screen, didn’t forget to slap the baodeer label on the photos, and then uploaded all of them to his twitter.
;A; xiuhan!!!!!
lu-ge can’t keep his hand from baozi ㅋㅋㅋ
did xiumin just give luhan a smile omg omg
lay-oppa are you in their fansign rn? so jealous >w<
hearteeeuuuuuuu xiuhannnnnnnnn *sobsssss*
yixing read the replies with a wide smile, grinning ear to ear and basking in the xiuhan feels.
“xiuhan are so meant to be,” he said dreamily. xiuhan is real. the sky is blue. the grass is green. just another normal day in yixing’s life. but no, not really, not when the fanboy who cheered beside him turned his head so fast. yixing should be worried if the fanboy break his own neck, and he almost asked whether the fanboy was hurt or not, when..
“excuse me? are you blind? krishan is the real deal!” the shorter boy half-screamed at him, voice drowned by the loud shouting of chanyeol-oppa!!! chanyeol-ge! our happy virus!.
the fanboy was looking at yixing like yixing just made The Biggest Mistake Ever.
yixing allowed himself to be taken aback for a mere second before baring his teeth, “luhan chose xiumin as the most handsome member in bip.”
the shorter boy puffed his cheeks and laughed mockingly, “kris said that luhan and him goes to their favorite café when they have free time.”
yixing let out a scandalized gasp. he swore he could hear his own poor little shipper heart breaking into pieces even when qian-jiě screaming her heart out right beside him (probably crying over the perfection kim jongin is, but he couldn’t care less).
“their favorite café. theirs.” the boy gave him a triumphant grin.
jongdae wasn’t paid enough for this. in fact, he wasn’t paid at all. he had considered to quit from his job several times, but how can one quit from the job of being friend with kim junmyeon?
“hyung, come on” jongdae grudgingly dragged junmyeon away, leaving a quiet handsome fanboy whose face painted with shock. he grimaced internally, must be one of the kailu shippers, or probably a poor xiuhan shipper, or maybe a passing by hunhan shipper who was lucky enough to cross path with junmyeon.
(“they are the same, jongdae. they are enemies.”)
“will you stop, hyung. we are here to see bip. seeing, watching and cheering bip, ok? you hear that?” jongdae told his friend, tighten his grip around junmyeon’s right wrist for good measure. the older man jutted his lower lip in a pout. there wasn’t a trace of the charismatic boy kim junmyeon left in front of jongdae.
(the untouchable head of student council, the crowds whispered in awe as jongdae snorted beside junmyeon who oblivious as always. )
there was only junmyeon in front of him aka krishan91, the bip’s fanboy and krishan’s hardcore shipper.
“he said xiuhan are meant to be, jongdae! you know how xiuhan’s fanservice is only a marketing strategy! i bet they are not even talking to each other in real life!”
jongdae massaged his throbbing head with his free hand, “hyung, seriously, didn’t sehun already told us that everyone in his group is very close to each other? you are the one who best friend with him and jongi-“ he stopped his rant and sighed for the umpteenth times when he saw the fanboy from before walked toward them, eyes boring to junmyeon’s back as he parted the crowd with a practiced ease.
jongdae wasn’t paid enough for this.
title from angel with a shotgun - the cab
For my5tery because we are lay, lay is us. (kita dan lay adalah satu dan sama, nuff said)
pairing: no pairing so far, soon-to-be-enemy!sulay
genre: crack. crack. crack.
wc: >600 words of nonsense
disclaimer: they own themselves
warning: lapslock yo. 100% unbetaed. AU.
obviously this is never happened. obviously lay isn’t a xiuhan shipper or such. maybe.
yixing sighed happily as luhan’s arm snaked strategically around xiumin’s waist. the slightly shorter man gave a blinding smile to luhan for 0,001 millisecond, and yixing twisted hard the material of the purple baodeer t-shirt he wear, trying to keep himself from fainting due the lack of oxygen.
get a grip zhang yixing. he reminded himself. xiumin and luhan formed a heart with their hands. yixing started hyperventilating. cute. cute. cute.
it was chanyeol’s turn to introduce himself, so yixing pressed the stop button on his camera, and checked the xiuhan’s moment that he successfully record. he took several photos of his camera’s screen, didn’t forget to slap the baodeer label on the photos, and then uploaded all of them to his twitter.
;A; xiuhan!!!!!
lu-ge can’t keep his hand from baozi ㅋㅋㅋ
did xiumin just give luhan a smile omg omg
lay-oppa are you in their fansign rn? so jealous >w<
hearteeeuuuuuuu xiuhannnnnnnnn *sobsssss*
yixing read the replies with a wide smile, grinning ear to ear and basking in the xiuhan feels.
“xiuhan are so meant to be,” he said dreamily. xiuhan is real. the sky is blue. the grass is green. just another normal day in yixing’s life. but no, not really, not when the fanboy who cheered beside him turned his head so fast. yixing should be worried if the fanboy break his own neck, and he almost asked whether the fanboy was hurt or not, when..
“excuse me? are you blind? krishan is the real deal!” the shorter boy half-screamed at him, voice drowned by the loud shouting of chanyeol-oppa!!! chanyeol-ge! our happy virus!.
the fanboy was looking at yixing like yixing just made The Biggest Mistake Ever.
yixing allowed himself to be taken aback for a mere second before baring his teeth, “luhan chose xiumin as the most handsome member in bip.”
the shorter boy puffed his cheeks and laughed mockingly, “kris said that luhan and him goes to their favorite café when they have free time.”
yixing let out a scandalized gasp. he swore he could hear his own poor little shipper heart breaking into pieces even when qian-jiě screaming her heart out right beside him (probably crying over the perfection kim jongin is, but he couldn’t care less).
“their favorite café. theirs.” the boy gave him a triumphant grin.
jongdae wasn’t paid enough for this. in fact, he wasn’t paid at all. he had considered to quit from his job several times, but how can one quit from the job of being friend with kim junmyeon?
“hyung, come on” jongdae grudgingly dragged junmyeon away, leaving a quiet handsome fanboy whose face painted with shock. he grimaced internally, must be one of the kailu shippers, or probably a poor xiuhan shipper, or maybe a passing by hunhan shipper who was lucky enough to cross path with junmyeon.
(“they are the same, jongdae. they are enemies.”)
“will you stop, hyung. we are here to see bip. seeing, watching and cheering bip, ok? you hear that?” jongdae told his friend, tighten his grip around junmyeon’s right wrist for good measure. the older man jutted his lower lip in a pout. there wasn’t a trace of the charismatic boy kim junmyeon left in front of jongdae.
(the untouchable head of student council, the crowds whispered in awe as jongdae snorted beside junmyeon who oblivious as always. )
there was only junmyeon in front of him aka krishan91, the bip’s fanboy and krishan’s hardcore shipper.
“he said xiuhan are meant to be, jongdae! you know how xiuhan’s fanservice is only a marketing strategy! i bet they are not even talking to each other in real life!”
jongdae massaged his throbbing head with his free hand, “hyung, seriously, didn’t sehun already told us that everyone in his group is very close to each other? you are the one who best friend with him and jongi-“ he stopped his rant and sighed for the umpteenth times when he saw the fanboy from before walked toward them, eyes boring to junmyeon’s back as he parted the crowd with a practiced ease.
jongdae wasn’t paid enough for this.
title from angel with a shotgun - the cab
For my5tery because we are lay, lay is us. (kita dan lay adalah satu dan sama, nuff said)